Because Xiao Sinji was easily looked down upon and ridiculed by others in the city, Jun Changxiao ordered him to rest after staying at the inn.

Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and others did not leave the inn. They were practicing in their rooms, adjusting their state, and preparing for the Houtian sect's competition.

Jun Changxiao was bored and went to the martial arts market to buy medicinal materials. In the end, he found several first-grade healing pills, but he couldn't get the other ones.

"Why."

"Mass production is a bit difficult."

He hopes to refine enough Qi Gathering Pills, Body Shaping Pills and Cyclone Pills to provide him with training resources for his disciples.

"He is the leader of the Iron Bone Sect!"

"You look quite young, but it's a pity that you have a brain problem and you have to bring your disciples to participate in the martial arts competition."

“It’s no surprise that there are cannon fodder factions in every session.”

"There are many disciples participating this time, and most of them are above the tenth level of opening the pulse. For a nine-level sect like his, I'm afraid he will be eliminated in the first round."

Without Xiao Sinji following him, Jun Changxiao sadly became the target of ridicule and discussion among warriors and passers-by.

A waste, a ninth-rate sect, if you can walk on the street and make other people look at you with envy, then that is really a bad sect.

Jun Changxiao ignored it, walked around the market for a while, and then returned to the inn. It was not until the day of Hou Tian Sect's martial arts competition that he took five disciples out.

At this moment, the genius has just dawned, and people are already coming and going on the street.

The martial arts competition held every two years is a grand event in Qingyang County, and many martial artists from other places come as early as three to five days ago.

"The people from the Iron Bone Sect are out!"

"Tsk, tsk, what you wear is quite bright. When the competition starts, I hope you can still look stylish."

"Xiao Sinji has no spiritual power emerging from his body at all. If he goes on stage to compete with other sect disciples, he will definitely be looking for abuse."

"And that girl seems to have no spiritual power. Are you sure you are not joking by sending such a disciple to fight?"

"It's just a ninth-rate sect. Being able to send out one Li Qingyang is considered a high honor, so what kind of decent disciples do you expect them to come up with?"

Facing everyone's whispers and disdain, Jun Changxiao turned a deaf ear and led his disciples on the way to the venue.

It seemed that he was calm and calm, but in fact, he was filled with anger. He wanted to take an AK and kill all these gossips.

Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi were also holding fire in their hearts and could only wait until the martial arts competition to vent it out.

…

South of the city, the location for martial arts competitions.

When Jun Changxiao came to sign up, it was still a spacious martial arts arena, but now walls have been erected around the perimeter to form a circle, somewhat similar to a Roman arena.

At the entrance of the venue, warriors from various sects gathered, and the middle-aged man who had previously written was reviewing the bamboo cards one by one.

When Jun Changxiao walked over, he caught it from the corner of his eye and immediately said with a smile but not a smile: "Oh, the leader of the Iron Bone Sect is here, right?"

It seems to be a greeting, but in fact it is a reminder to the warriors of various sects.

really.

As soon as the sound ended, the senior officials of various factions standing outside the entrance of the venue turned their heads to look over.

Although these people had smiles on their faces, their eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Anyone who comes to participate in the martial arts competition is not from the eighth-rate sect, so naturally they will look down on the ninth-rate Iron Bone Sect.

Jun Changxiao was not surprised that they liked him, so he led the disciple to the entrance and handed the bamboo sign representing the disciple's identity to the middle-aged man who wrote the book.

The senior officials of each faction deliberately kept a certain distance from them, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

"Senior brother, isn't the Iron Bone Sect a ninth-rate sect? Why are you here to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Maybe it's for excitement."

"Pfft, haha, I think you're looking for death."

The disciples of each sect also cannot clearly see the Iron Skeleton Sect clearly.

There is no way, who let the sect have a low level? If you are above the seventh level, I am afraid that you have already bowed your head and knelt down to lick it.

After the bamboo card identity verification, Jun Chang smiled and said: "Let's go."

Xiao Sinji did not leave, but stood at the entrance of the venue, clenching his fists tightly, digging his nails into his flesh, staring at the other entrance with anger in his eyes.

Jun Changxiao and others noticed it, followed their gazes, and saw a young man in slender blue clothes walking in front of him.

"Sinful cousin."

He said hello, but the smile on his face was very fake, especially the faint arrogance in his eyes.

"It's Xiao Linye."

"The best genius of the younger generation of the Xiao family!"

"I heard that a few months ago, he was accepted as a direct disciple by the great elder of Jueyin Valley, a sixth-class sect."

"Did Jueyin Valley also send disciples to participate in the martial arts competition?"

Everyone was talking in low voices.

Xiao Linye?

Jun Changxiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said secretly: "If we add the character dragon, the four most powerful surnames of the protagonist in the novel will all be taken by this boy."

Xiao Sinji said: "I am no longer a member of the Xiao family, and I cannot bear the title of cousin."

Xiao Linye smiled and said: "If my cousin opened my first pulse for me, my cousin would not be favored by Jueyin Valley, and he would not have the achievements he has today. So, no matter whether he is expelled or not, in my brother's heart you will always be

My cousin."

Jun Changxiao didn't see any hint of gratitude in his eyes, but a hint of teasing.

"Master, let's go." Xiao Sinji didn't want to have too much interaction with the Xiao family, so he turned around and left.

Xiao Linye blocked the way and whispered: "Cousin, facts have proven that it was a mistake for the family to devote all their efforts to training you. I, Xiao Linye, am the future of the Xiao family."

Xiao Sinji lowered his head, his heart twisting like a knife.

He, Xiao Linye.

His cousin, whom he had taken great care of, did not hesitate to use his weak spiritual power to help him open his pulse, and his relationship was better than that of brothers.

However, after his spiritual cultivation regressed, he was the one who ridiculed and humiliated him the most.

"Cousin."

Xiao Linye smiled and said: "Do you still remember? I once said that one day I would surpass you and become stronger. Now it has come true."

"And you?"

The smile on his face became even thicker, and he smiled ferociously, like a madman.

Jun Changxiao frowned.

You have finally cultivated confidence in your disciples. Are you looking for trouble here? Believe it or not, I will kill you with a gun right now?

At this moment, Xiao Sinji, who had his head lowered, smiled, his shoulders shaking as he laughed.

"What are you laughing at, cousin?" Xiao Linye said.

Xiao Sinji raised his head and said with a smile on his angular face: "I'm laughing at you for being naive and for taking yourself too seriously."

Xiao Linye's eyes showed a trace of anger.

Xiao Sinji patted him on the shoulder and said proudly: "Lin Ye, remember, your brother will always be your brother. Even if you lose your spiritual roots and cultivation, you can't surpass him."

With that said, he strode into the venue.

Jun Changxiao led his disciples over, deliberately stopped in front of Xiao Linye, and said with a smile: "Did you hear that, your brother said that you will live in his shadow for the rest of your life."

"hateful!"

Xiao Linye looked ferocious and shouted: "Xiao Sinji, in this sect competition, I will let you, the Xiao family, and everyone know that I, Xiao Linye, will not submit to others!"

"Go and dream." Xiao Sinji's voice came.

Jun Changxiao smiled with satisfaction.

He was quite worried at first that Xiao Sinji would be hurt by that guy, but in fact he was overly worried.

…

The venue is similar to a gladiatorial arena. There are many competition platforms in the central area, surrounded by viewing platforms, which can accommodate 200,000 people.

When each faction entered the venue one after another, the viewing platform was already packed, and all the warriors were eagerly looking forward to the upcoming martial arts competition.

After Jun Changxiao brought his disciples in, they were placed in the waiting area. There were senior officials from various factions and participating disciples, totaling almost a hundred people.

certainly.

After I came in, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

This is just one of the waiting areas, there are three others in different locations.

"The senior leaders of each faction please go to the viewing platform. The participating disciples will stay and wait for the first round of grouping." A middle-aged man came up and said.
To be continued...